This has been probably the most difficult 2 weeks of my life. From a routine test on my dearly beloved to a triple bypass in 3 days. 8 days in the hospital, and I never left him alone to become fearful or depressed. He is recovering well, although it will be a long haul.
I suppose that the best thing I can say is I lost 5 pounds during those 8 days.
Or maybe that I never knew this stuff comes in such a rainbow of flavors.
No, the best thing I can say is that a brilliant cardiac surgeon saved my dearly beloved from an almost guaranteed fatal heart attack in the next year. My debt of gratitude to him is infinite. I will be back some time soon.